Lord, I’m sorry you see the filled flask.
Looking at sinful men is a task.
You invited them to ask of You,
But they refuse to Ask.
Lord, I’m sorry that every long week,
You must again see the unturned cheek.
You invited them to seek from You,
But they refuse to Seek.
Lord, I’m sorry for the goat-filled-flock
You observe all around the clock.
You invited them to knock to you,
But they refuse to Knock.
– eab, 10/3/07